The Apology

The small, fragile jewelry box
sewn in a delicate tapestry
fabric that was now
worn and frayed,
held only a
lone pair of dangled
earrings, three tiers of
unidentifiable
pale, pink
crystals that now still
sparkled in the slice
of sunlight that had
crept across the room’s
planked flooring.
A story surrounded this
box and those earrings.
A love story, a gripping story,
a loss story and one
of struggle against the
flat, matte images of lives
entangled (and dangled)
in life and with each other.
Those earrings were an apology.

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  1. Lovely poem, Gayle. There is so often a poignant story behind our keepsakes.

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  2. Thank you, Betty, so true. I hope you are doing well. xo

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  3. A beautiful poem Gayle, those ‘matte images of lives entangled (and dangled) in life and with each other’ tell so many stories that make me wonder whether the earrings were worn as much as the box they were kept in.

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  4. What a wonderful and sad poem… one with a narrative where we have to fill in the blanks to create the story… the description of the room with the jewelry box makes me think of what story until that final line which turns it all around.

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  5. Here is a poem that opens up so many possible back stories. I like that.

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  6. ‘A story surrounded this box and those earrings. A love story, a gripping story, a loss story and one of struggle against the flat, matte images of lives entangled’.. this is so incredibly poignant.

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  7. I love the symbolism. A beautiful, lyrical poem 🙂

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  8. So delicately written, Gayle, I enjoyed the story of the ‘lone pair of dangled earrings’,and love the description of them:
    ‘three tiers of
    unidentifiable
    pale, pink
    crystals that now still
    sparkled in the slice
    of sunlight that had
    crept across the room’s
    planked flooring’ –
    a beautiful image I can picture in my mind clearly.
    .

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  9. What a lovely poem that allows us to fill in the blanks as we please. Beautifully writtten!

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  10. Now I want to know the ‘why’ and what happened next?

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  11. Oooh, I do want to know more, but of course it’s all in the mind and imagination of the reader!

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  12. A poignant story Gayle. The sadness of that apology still echoes. It leaves me wanting the rest of the story.

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  13. the images you created make this story come to life. I feel like I’m standing in that room, looking at those earrings

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  14. This feels like opening the cover of a wonderful story.

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  15. Lovely write – like others, love the space that you opened up in this – I also liked the tentativeness of the poet’s gaze. In this line ‘…sunlight that had / crept across the room’s/ planked flooring.’ there seems to be a moment’s hesitation just before the imagination of the story unfolds. very nice.

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  16. Every object we own or owned has a story. Beautifully penned.

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  17. Several tiny, seemingly insignificant, touches that bring this from two dimensional into a living document of a relationship. It’s always the odd, but captivating details that make or break the whole. Wonderfully handled.

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  18. Really a nice way to get inspiration. I like this one a lot Gayle. Hope you are doing well…and your family too. 🙂

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  19. Anonymous

     /  October 19, 2017

    I save all your poetry to a file because I like the so much. You paint pictures with words and stimulate unexpected emotions and personal memories. Barbara D

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  20. Loved this.

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  21. A captivating poem that portrays a poignant story through evocative images. Thank you!

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  22. That slice of sunlight…it brings out the truth in things..there is sweetness in your words 🙂

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  23. Oh, I love this Gayle. A story of a relationship captured in these few words. It’s truly lovely. (For some reason, I’m imagining a 19th century couple.)
    It’s interesting that just a few days ago, another blogger had said she was interested in writing poetry about objects in people’s lives.

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  24. I love the imagery and the story behind the earrings which is brought out by the easy flow of words in this poem.

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  25. Lovely!

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  26. You paint a beautiful picture of love and loneliness.

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  27. Your clear descriptions add to the intensity of this emotional poem. I like the ambiguity that makes you beg for the backstory but is more effective without it.

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  28. For what is Sold of Love
    For what is Brought of Love
    Ear Rings
    tOld
    A Story
    oF Loss Returns..:)

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  29. A beautiful write that slowly unfolds towards the unexpected ending. Would she try them on, or would she not?

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  30. Lovely, Gayle. It’s true – some things hold entire stories, reels of memories and emotions.

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  31. A lovely poem Gayle even though those earrings I feel could tell a story by themselves.
    Thank you Gayle, Loved that you got back in touch again.. I wish you and your family a wonderful Christmas Holiday also..
    🎁<3 💝 Love and Hugs xxx

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  32. Good poetry.

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  33. This is so lovely, and intriguing, Gayle. I wanted to hear more of the ‘story’ within this poem. You had my full attention. And this poem is lovely in its atmospheric presence.

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    • Sorry to be so late in responding but as you can see my blog has turned into a “ghost town” of sorts. 🙂 But I’m very happy that you enjoyed my poem, Jane, and I still marvel at how some of them seem to write themselves and surprise even me with the endings that I sometimes come up with. Thank you, Jane! xo

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